One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2965 | 2021-10-14 06:49:33 | 88.71 | 97% |
| 895 | 2020-05-20 05:01:03 | 91.04 | 98% |